Backside of Water

The best way to remember  
An even better way to forget  
Is to follow the fence line to where it bends  
With the high winds of lost regret  
 
To the backside of water  
With the darkest sides of sound  
Where there’s no reflection to remind you  
Of the mess you want to drown  
 
And if you make it back  
Ordained with a different  heart  
Make peace with your shadow  
There’s no other place to start  
 
Soon the clouds will split apart  
On the spines of the tallest trees  
The sun will open to warm your face  
The Son will set you free  
 
Darker hours are sure to come  
And the backside of water will gladly take  
Sins and reflections you want to leave behind  
At the fence line that bends but doesn’t break